I’ve been reading a book lately that someone has let me borrow - 90 minutes in heaven. I seem to be relating to too many things that this poor guy went through in the book where he descibes his depression state. I have not read the whole thing yet but I’m sharing quite a few moments of…this sounds just like me…and it’s a little scary. But when you come through a brain surgery, a coma, ICU, Rehab to learn to re-walk, eat, etc. just to get back on your feet and then have to face option/s of treatment/s life get a little over"ly" welming so who wouldn’t have freakout moments, right?
But I have two little kids, a job that I love and a husband that saved my life literally when I went down in August 2007 with a bleed so I have a lot to be thankful for and a second chance to live…so therefore I have told myself to suck it up and to continue being strong and possitive because one day things may be half way normal again…without worry. However long that might take…
…each day is a true blessing from God!
I pray to St. Michael for all of us who are on this site and others out there that do not know about their situation yet. And also to St. Luke who is my confirmation saint.